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We spent another 6 days together and the days went by just as fast as they did on our first visit. While they were not ideal conditions under which I was visiting this time, I’m glad I was able to be there for you. I’m glad that getting married when we did allowed me to be able to visit you under these circumstances. My only regret is that I couldn’t stay longer, and not just because I want to be with you everyday, but because I really feel you still need my love and support there in person with you.

While I’ve been comfortable with you from the very first moment we met, it really felt this time like we’ve just been together forever. I love falling asleep and waking up next to you. I love that I was able to cook for you and your Dad this time. I love taking care of you! When I’m there with you it doesn’t feel like I’m visiting, it just feels like I’m where I’m supposed to be, with you! I fall more in love with you everyday!

I love how your family accepts me. They really make me feel like part of the family. I can only hope that my family treats you the same way when you’re finally here. I love your grandmother as if she were my own. She’s so sweet and it touched my heart when she cried that I was leaving.

An unexpected bonus of visiting you when I did was that I got to spend my birthday with you. I can’t imagine a better way to have spent my birthday than snuggled on the couch all day with you watching movies. It was a perfect way to spend our last day together.

I don’t think leaving you to go back home will ever get any easier. I wish there was a way to ease the terrible sadness I feel for days and days after we part. When we get along so well in person it makes it so much harder to go back to only having the phone and internet to contact each other. And the worst part is not knowing when we’ll see each other again.

There is no one in this world I’d rather be with than you, my love. Like the title of this blog says, I will wait for you forever because I know that someday we will be together and all this sadness of missing you so very much will be just a distant memory. To finally be able to hold you and look into your eyes everyday will be the greatest gift of my life.

I imagine you get hundreds, if not thousands, of messages each day, but I felt the need to write you a little thank note. I was recently married and it dawned on me today that were it not for you creating Facebook I would have never met my husband.

I joined Facebook in February 2007 and for years used it pretty much as I think you intended, to connect with friends, family and classmates, to share photos and keep up to date on other people’s lives. It quickly became the website I use more than any other. Then last spring I discovered Facebook groups as a place to meet people. I met so many great people, including my husband. Since he lives 450 miles away and across an international border (I’m in Canada, he’s in the US.), it is highly unlikely that we ever would have met otherwise. While we met and got married, we won’t be living together for more than a year due to immigration issues we need to work out, but we use Facebook on a daily basis to communicate; from first thing in the morning until late at night every single day, Facebook is where we share our love for each other and build our relationship. You brought me my soul mate Mr. Zuckerberg, and for that I will forever be grateful to you and to Facebook. Thank you!

We found each other in the most unexpected of places, and while it was clear early on in our chats that we could definitely be friends, neither of one of us expected what was to come next. Suddenly we were catapulted into a whirlwind romance that neither one of us could have stopped even if we tried. We each fell head over heels in love with the other and we both knew that very first weekend that we would be married someday.

Certainly it wasn’t logic that told us this! No rational thought could compel two people with such significant obstacles in the way to reach such a conclusion, and so quickly, especially two people who had never met and had no opportunity to do so in the immediate future. While we talked a lot and both realized what was going on, a lot of things were still unspoken at that time. It was too soon for the words “I love you” though we both felt it strongly. Our chemistry was (and is) unimaginable, like nothing either one of us had ever dreamed possible, let alone experienced. Our romance had barely just begun, yet it was the most deeply intense connection either one of had ever felt in our lifetimes. We’ve been so in sync from the start that the day I woke up hoping you’d call me “baby” on the phone later that night was the night you first did. At first we said we would meet in March, but within a few days we knew that March was far too long and we settled on October. Not long after that we both realized that we couldn’t simply meet for a few days in October; once we were here together neither one of us could bare for you to leave.

We knew we had to be together, yet there were so many obstacles in the way. I had an common-law spouse to get rid of, you had issues of your own to overcome. But we were more determined than either of us have ever been about anything. Barely two weeks into our relationship I told you in an email love letter that I knew you’d make a great step-dad to my kids, and a few days after that you sent me your first love letter (and your ponytail) by mail. We even discussed marriage briefly, even though we’d yet to say “I love you”. We didn’t know exactly how we would make it all work, but we knew that we would find a way to be together. One month into our relationship we had some balls rolling, but there was an unexpected bad day in my life. (You had seen it coming, but I didn’t.) Yet somehow like you always do, you turned the bad into good and that day told me for the first time ever that you were in love with me. We both had known the love that existed between us, but it was so nice to finally say those words to each other. More bad things happened that day, but it all worked out in our favour, and I knew for sure that our plan would work. Everything was falling into place.

Within a month everything was set on my end, and you were ready to go. We were probably a little overeager since everything had been working out so well for us and we overlooked some critical details, so, sadly, due to circumstances beyond our control, you didn’t make it here, and that was one of the saddest, most difficult days of my life. In an instant, we became painfully aware that it would be another year and half before we could actually be together. But this was never a relationship of convenience, and having spent the previous three months conducting our relationship online and over the phone, we knew we had it in us to continue our relationship this way until the day we can finally be together.

Since you coming here hadn’t worked out, I decided immediately that I would visit you over the Christmas holidays. Yet again we would be faced with what we knew from the start would be extremely difficult, the fact that I would have to leave; we would finally meet but it was only a visit. I couldn’t stay with two kids at home to think about. But there was one thing we could do while we were together to solidify our commitment to one another, and that was getting married. Within a few days the plans were made and be both knew in our hearts it was the perfect thing to do.

Nothing could have been more perfect when we finally did meet. Everything was exactly as I had expected it to be between us. We proved to ourselves and to the world that you really can fall in love on the internet. We found true love and real chemistry that was even more intense in person.

We listened to our hearts above all rationality, but doing so very likely saved both our lives. Every fiber of my being tells me we are soul mates and that destiny brought us together. This time apart is certainly a test of our love and devotion, and of our trust and abilty to communicate with one another, but one that I have no doubts we will pass with flying colours. Marrying you was the best decision of my life and I know someday we’ll be together, because we are meant to be.

It all sounds a little crazy if you haven’t felt what we feel, but when the heart speaks loudly you have no choice but to listen, or risk a lifetime of misery and regret.

Maybe it’s intuition
But some things you just don’t question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
and there it goes
I think I’ve found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than
a little crazy but I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

There’s just no rhyme or reason
only this sense of completion
and in your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I’m searching for
I think I found my way home
I know that it might sound more than
a little crazy but I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

A thousand angels dance around you
I am complete now that I found you

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

This is the song we danced to alone in your bedroom on our wedding day. There was a long discussion prior to our wedding to pick this song (since we rarely agree on music), but it suddenly became so obvious that this was the perfect song. ♥

One, two, one, two, three, four
(whistle)
Shed a tear ’cause I’m missin’ you
I’m still alright to smile
Girl, I think bout you every day now
Was a time when I wasn’t sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt you’re in my heart now

Said woman take it slow, and it’ll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said sugar take it slow and we’ll come together fine
All we need is just a little patience
(patience)
Mmmm, yeah

I sit here on the stairs
‘Cause I’d rather be alone
If I can’t have you right now I’ll wait dear
Sometimes I get so tense but I can’t speed up the time
But you know love there’s one more thing to consider

Said woman take it slow and it’ll work itself out fine
You and I’ll just use a little patience
Said sugar take the time cause the lights are shining bright
You and I’ve got what it takes to make it
We won’t fake it, I’ll never break it
‘Cause I can’t take it

(whistle)
Little patience, mmm yeah, mm yeah
Need a little patience, yeah
Just a little patience, yeah
Some more patience, yeah
Could use some patience, yeah
Gotta have some patience, yeah
All it takes is patience
Just a little patience
Is all you need (background vocals)

I’ve been walking the streets at night
Just trying to get it right
Its hard to see with so many around
You know I don’t like being stuck in the crowd
And the streets don’t change
But maybe the names
I ain’t got time for the game cause I need you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ’cause I need you
Ooo I need you, whoa I need you
Ooooh, all this time
(ah)

Time is strange. Scientifically each second lasts long as the next and as the one before. No day is any longer than any other. But time only really matters in the way we experience it. Time can seem to move too fast sometimes and at other times painfully slow.

I have a love of numbers and counting, quite possibly of an obsessive-compulsive nature. I particularly like to count time. Time holds special meaning to me because I ‘see’ time through time-space synaesthesia. At any given time I can ‘feel’ and ‘see’ my precise location in space on the curves and slopes of my internal yearly calendar, on the span of time, and on the waves of the time of day. Even on this internal calendar not all time is created equal with some months being larger than others in space. Yet I like to count time as if by doing so I control the experience of it. I count minutes, hours, days, months, years. I count time elapsed, I count down time. I’ll even count seconds when I think it will make time pass more quickly. This assumes that time follows the scale and patterns dictated by the ticking of the clock, but it really does nothing to affect the speed of time in the manner I desire, be that to speed it up or slow it down, and it probably often has the opposite effect.

The 5 months we waited to meet felt like years as we got to know each other so well. Yet the minutes fly by when we talk on the phone. A 20 minute conversation with you feels like just a few minutes. When we talk for hours, it feels like an hour at the most. Waiting for you to come online or call sometimes feels like an eternity. Sometimes the passage of time can be agonizing.

We waited so long to meet and finally I arrived. The happiest moment in my life was stepping off that train and running into your arms. I can replay that moment in slow motion over and over again. I remember you leaning down trying to kiss me but I had to squeeze you first and hold you for a minute with my head buried in your chest before looking up at you and kissing you for the very first time. We spent 10 wonderful days and nights together, laughing, smiling, making love, holding each other, just looking at each other in disbelief that we were finally in each other’s presence. But before we knew it, it was over. We were husband and wife but we could no longer be together. Those were the fastest 10 days of my life! So many happy memories together, but it all ended way too fast! Even our goodbye seemed to happen so fast. The train pulled up, you helped me carry my luggage on, a quick hug and kiss and you were gone. While I can replay our meeting in slow motion, our goodbye flashes through my mind in an instant. And so began the long, sad train ride home. I cried and slept the whole way home. (Good thing I took that huge wad of kleenexs from your room before I left.) The all day journey seemed so much longer than on the way there when I was anticipating joy upon arrival. I no longer had anything to look forward to in the immediate future.

I longed for you before we even met. I knew it would get harder once we had finally been together and had to go back to being apart. What I didn’t anticipate is the feeling that time has practically ground to a hault. We’ve only been married for 13 days, but the last 8 of those have been spent apart. It feels like an eternity. Every second I long for you so deeply it physically hurts. Days are going by so slowly now, more slowly than I’ve ever experienced the passage of time. I had hoped that the next 16 months apart until we can finally be together forever would pass somewhat quickly, fueled by our memories of being together, but at this rate it feels like a lifetime until that day finally comes, a lifetime of tears and pain. I love you so much it hurts, and sometimes I don’t know how I’ll make it through to next spring when all I want is for you to be here right now, to hold you in my arms everyday, to fall asleep next to you each night, and to wake up next to you each and every morning for the rest of our lives. ♥